Tony Zucco Novels & Stories

I asked and grabbed one from him. I could handle at least one can but that was going to be it. "Get me drunk, maybe I would tell you guys why," Tony sighed. That was impossible, Anne and Tony were drinking buddies. They always welcomed me to join them, it just so happens that every time I would join, I would be the first to fall asleep or vomit or create a mess. "The tension between Zeta and Beta is growing," Tony started the topic. "Why so?" I asked. "It seems that Jesslyn from Zeta got injured during soccer this morning by someone from Beta," Tony answered.

"But... where will Zoe and Luca live?" Tony snapped, "Wherever they want. It's not my problem!" Then he shot me a look like I was trash, walked over to Pauline, and handed her a cloth bag. She caught me staring, yanked the bag from him—and dropped it. For a split second, guilt flashed across Tony's face. I stood there, calm, just watching her put on a show. Maybe that ticked Tony off, because he suddenly exploded. "Why are you still here? Get out!"

“I’m actually about to go out with a friend.” “A friend?” Zoey’s voice gets higher with interest. “What friend? Where are you?” I look over at Tony, who’s waiting patiently by the door for me to finish my call. “I’m with Tony,” I say, and I can practically hear Zoey’s jaw drop. “Tony?!” she practically shouts. “Like, Tony from school? The transfer student?” “Yes, that Tony,” I say, laughing at her reaction. “Oh my God!” I hear Jane’s voice in the background. “Is she on a date?”

Rico and Enzo stripped quickly, revealing more hard cocks, Rico’s long and curved, Enzo’s brutally thick with heavy, low-hanging balls. They rotated fast. Luca stood and replaced Tony at my mouth while Tony took his place between my legs. Tony’s thick cock pushed into my cum-lubed hole in one smooth thrust, stretching me wider. The burn was delicious now. Fucking delicious. He fucked me hard and fast, hands gripping my thighs, grunting with every slam. “Taking cock like a pro already,” Tony laughed, pounding me so the couch shook. “Your daddy know his son’s a mafia cumdump?”

As expected, I wouldn't expect less from club Zer0, it was loud as hell with bodies grinding everywhere, weird place for an anniversary but hey, who am I to judge? I made my way to the VIP section and saw the bouncers, I was about to leave when I bumped into another one, I guess to change shifts. "Ouch!" I said stepping back abit. "Adi??" I was confused when I heard my name and looked up and saw Tony a friend of mine from school. "Tony! I didn't know you worked here." I asked after I recognized him. "Well, the student loans ain't gonna pay itself you know, anyways, what are you doing here?" Tony asked curiously.

Zach admits, checking out my neck. “It's just our fun time is private time,” Tony chuckles. “My safe word is T-Rex and I have had to use it more than once.” I laugh. Tony cannot stand it when I’m the Dom. Zach doesn’t seem happy, but he decides to let this one go, for now. We eat dinner, play cards and I even have one on one with Zach before we crawl into bed. We are all tangled up in bed arms and legs everywhere. When I hear my cell phone.

We have a guest, and until I tell you otherwise, he’s friendly. Spot stopped growling but kept a close eye on him. I finished putting everything away and retrieved a small container of hamburger meat. “Are you okay with burgers? I feel like having one before work,” I asked, turning to see him gently rubbing Spot’s head. “Huh. He rarely does that. I guess you really owe me that name now.” He got up and went into the kitchen. “Hamburgers are cool, and the name isTony. I work for Luciano, kind of like his assistant.” I studied him carefully and, before I knew it, my mouth dropped open.

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

Tony said as he breathed a sigh of relief as I stepped in. “How’s the work treating you?” Vegas teased as he grinned at me and I just shrugged. "It's not that bad, No one's bothered me yet or anything and I've just had to change a few bed sheets," I said. “Here, Vito said to give you,” Tony said handing a packed lunch to me “Thanks” "Anything lead yet?" Pete asked and I nodded